"It will work," O-Ren said, though she was busily stripping down and dressing herself in a fairly standard uniform. In it, she could easily belong to any of several schools.

She pulled a basket out, one with some brushes and tubes of lip gloss and a couple of trinkets. "Brush your hair, put the lip gloss on," she directed, "and then tell me what you know about shooting a gun."

That said, O-Ren opened the other half of the closet, which was stocked ceiling to floor with weapons.